(Idk the names of the characters cuz Japanese). To explain my question: Honey is supposed to be the cute loli to the girls, the tall guy that’s like an older brother to honey is cool (?), the twins are twins that flirt with each other, glasses guy I think is the smart one, blonde guy (I’m not sure but I guess he’s really flirty), but what about the main character. Like the girls pick whichever guy has a quality they enjoy (loli, cool, twins, smart, etc), what’s supposed to be the main character’s quality?

At least in the anime (early first episode), Tamaki says he never would've though that Haruhi would be so openly gay. Why does he think this? Is it because honey calls her Haru-chan, or is it because Haruhi walks into the club in the first place, and they all assume she's a boy looking for a good time? Or is it something else?

And Kyoya did... What? He's had about two years to get up to this point, and he's been managing the host club's finances, all while (maybe?) staying at the top of his class.

Is this the power of Japanese Stress in action?!

???

Just what... What is the scale of all this. Maybe someone can put some Game Theory/MatPat mojo on this. He's got how many hours in a day to accumulate how much money per hour.

No doubt, Kyoya buying the company is a really great thing to do story-wise. It's just what that "going beyond the painting" visual with the giant rose was trying to convey, I suppose. It's quite the surprising and victorious moment.

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"Hello?" echoes
"Is anyone there?"
A silence fills the room as I walk in. There are people in the corners hiding. I walk up to a young female. "H-hello," I say softly.

She gives me a questionable look. "Get out," she replies sternly.

"What's up with this-"

"I SAID GET OUT!" The girl yelled, pointing towards the door. I walked away in a daze. The door seemed farther and farther as I kept walking. I started to jog. Now I could hear footsteps not far behind me. Now I'm running. All the people in the room start to evaporate one by one. Like an ominous mist swallowing them whole.

The door doesn't seem to be getting any closer. The more I run the further the door is from my grasp.

Now the most peculiar thing happens. A light switch. No, a power button, like the ones on computers appears in front of me. I slowly walk forward, scared of what would happen next.

My hand pushed the button. A familiar noise plays. Like the sound of a Mac booting up. All of a sudden an unused webpage appears in front of me.